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Spiritual Sundays ~ Haughty Eyes

A haughty spirit can really trip you up! At times, I'm sure I am thinking correctly only to find out that it is not so.

An example is yesterday. Have you ever played traveling Scrabble? You can change only one letter to make a new word. The rule is you can’t make up a word. Then you send it to ten others along with the one you received it from. My sister-in-law, Tammie, challenges me in this game. I thought I had her last night when I received her email back. She typed in a word I never heard of before. I was just about to call her on it. Sure enough, just like last time, it was a legitimate word. I laughed so hard. What a smarty.

I wasn’t laughing last month when my husband corrected me in a matter that I had a strong opinion about. I was wrong, though. Looking back, I’m grateful for that correction. In the end, he saved me from embarrassment.

God hates pride, too:


16There are six things the Lord hates,
seven that are detestable to him:
17haughty eyes,
a lying tongue,
hands that shed innocent blood,
18a heart that devises wicked schemes,
feet that are quick to rush into evil,
19a false witness who pours out lies
and a man who stirs up dissension among brothers.
Prov. 6:16 -19

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Comments

  1. Mevely317October 16, 2010 at 8:51 AM

    Whoa ... haven't we all been there before!
    So sweet, your hubby loves you enough, he doesn't want your mind being poisened by Untruth. (Does this make any sense?)
    Great analogy, Mary!

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  2. Signing OutOctober 16, 2010 at 9:24 AM

    Great post! I've learned that lesson many times myself. If only I could have learned it as a teenager. :-)

    Jane

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  3. http://bitsandpieces-sonja.blogspot.com/October 16, 2010 at 12:22 PM

    oh yes, me too...'too soon old, too late schmart!'...more times than I want to admit!! :)

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  4. Heart2HeartOctober 16, 2010 at 1:07 PM

    Mary,

    Sometimes pride is so hard to see in ourselves yet so easy to see in others. May God always give us His eyes so we can see what we need to be pruned so we can bear fruit.

    Love and Hugs ~ Kat

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  5. Sandi@ Rose Chintz CottageOctober 16, 2010 at 1:34 PM

    Always enjoy coming to visit you, Mary. Thanks for a great post.

    Blessings,
    Sandi

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  6. LisaOctober 16, 2010 at 3:35 PM

    Ouch! This really hits MY nail on the head.:)

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  7. Crown of BeautyOctober 16, 2010 at 3:49 PM

    Dear Mary,
    Thank you for your greeting at my recent post, and thank you for following too!

    Humility is a lesson I learned the hard way, and I am grateful the Father loved me enough to save me from the blindness and self delusion of pride. Nevertheless pride comes so easily, and so subtly, doesn't it? So time and again, God has to teach some more.

    I look forward to reading more of your heart!

    Shalom,
    Lidj

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  8. RCUBEsOctober 16, 2010 at 4:20 PM

    Great to be reminded of how that kind of pride is not going to do us any good! It becomes a hindrance when we seek God, Who hates this kind of pride.

    All the glory be to the Lord! That sounds like a fun game...God bless sister.

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  9. Nikki (Sarah)October 16, 2010 at 4:56 PM

    ouch!!!! good post...sometimes I also fight to the end thinking I'm in the right and wham....I got it so wrong.

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  10. Whidbey WomanOctober 16, 2010 at 6:06 PM

    :) What can I add? I totally agree with the above comments. Happy Spiritual Sunday.

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  11. AnonymousOctober 16, 2010 at 8:01 PM

    You are so wise. Thank you for sharing this today.
    I also enjoyed Friday funnies. I often share your funnies with my friends here at home.
    God bless you.
    Bren

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  12. DeniseOctober 16, 2010 at 11:40 PM

    Such a wonderful post sis, love you.

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  13. Ginger~~Enchanting CottageOctober 17, 2010 at 7:14 AM

    My husband and I go back and forth about small things. He often tells me I'm wrong, I will fight him on it every time.Thank-you for such a great post and a perfect reminder.
    God Bless,
    Ginger

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  14. AnonymousOctober 17, 2010 at 11:22 AM

    There are no such things as little white lies and I am so guilty of using them that I find myself almost afraid to speak. I have found when I think before I speak I find the right ways to say something without having to resort to niceties. Lovely post.

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  15. ReneeOctober 17, 2010 at 12:14 PM

    Great post and very thought provoking...

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  16. MyaOctober 17, 2010 at 2:01 PM

    Know the feeling, know it well. I try to make myself thank the person for clearing the matter, but I do not always. I can feel the redness rising in my face, not from anger, just embarassment, and why? If I make nothing of it the matter is not a big thing, and I learn something.

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  17. CathyOctober 17, 2010 at 2:50 PM

    Correction is hard sometimes. Thanks for sharing those verses. Blessings ~

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